A/N: Inspired by Martha's scenes in the TARDIS during "Human Nature." I'm not a poet by nature, and it shows.
Love me you may not, but I didn't think you'd leave
Yet here I sit, alone as I grieve
These old wooden doors I'd see you walk through
Now I'm here with no one else, by myself to miss you
I look around this place, wonder if you miss it
Baby that old trench coat's right where you left it
You say you're coming back and God I pray it's true
Please, Doctor…I need you.
